The estate so far has proven untroublesome. But soon, you fear you will come to face with the RIVER STYX. You dare not cross this river, however you will be nonetheless forced to walk alongside it. If there ever was a time for danger, it would be now - the relentless chimes of a DOOMSDAY CLOCK washing over the globe, shaking the skies. Whatever. Nothing can come between FOOD and A CHILL WHITE BOY THAT IS LOWKEY HUNGRY.

You seriously worry that you've placed your last slider.